y/n was shy a waitress, but had a hidden passion. They loved to draw! One day on their break they saw a man that came in quite regularly, for a cup of black coffee. A man who always had a small smerk on his face. So they decided to draw him, their e...
Your POV I was warm, the darkness soon became an overwhelming light. I opened my tired eyes, my vision trying to become clear, as I blink a few more times my e/c eyes finally focus. I sit there momentarily contemplating on starting my day. I look at my clock beside my bed on my dark wood table it read, 4:00am. I needed to get ready to go to work, I sit up slowly a few bones popping in satisfaction as I stretch my stiff muscles. I sigh happily ready to start my day. I pull away the warmth that was once there, My feet touch my cold wood floors as I stand and walk over to my dresser pulling out a soft pastel f/c dress(or a dress shirt and pants), I buttoned it up it reached right past my knees. I put on some black tights and, a light coat it was the middle of winter though it didn't snow in louisiana it was still cold. I walked to my living room and put on some black flats. I walked to the bathroom to brush my curly/straight hair it was a nice vibrant h/c today(unless your bald then you just moisturize) I put on some light lipstick and blush I couldn't afford anything else than that sadly. My apron was at work so I didnt worry about that. I grabbed my handmade purse off my hook and took my keys and, locked the door. I made 1.25 an hour so the more hours I spend working and, taking as many hours the boss can give me the better off I'll be. I smile as the cold weather hit my face I see the little buzzing town infront of me cars passing the wild streets of the main road.
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The smell hit me in the face of wood, and angles trumpet flowers. I start walking to my destination to a little diner that belonged to a friend of mine
Time skip brought to you by the smell of dark coffee
I touched the cold glass of the door as I open it with a strong push the sound of a bell ringing in the silence was heard I walk in with a smile and a bounce in my step I walk to the back and put on my apron and start working.
Alastors pov (Bet you weren't expecting this) And that will be all folks till tomorrow goodbye and stay tuned~" I press the red button and watch the ON AIR sign go black. Im feeling unusually good today for reasons unknown? I look at my watch it's 8:am should still be serving coffee. There is a diner down the way, I'll take a gander at, let's see if they get my order right this time. I grab my brown coat, my cap and start walking out the door. It was nice and cold outside, it contrasted with how warm I was and it felt like bliss. I step into the small diner and sit down I take off my cap and jacket. Something or someone catches my eye they were a fine specimen and how they worked was smooth as they came up to me.
Your pov I see a man with chocolate hair and, deep hazlet eyes looking at me. I get nervous "h-hello sir what m-may I get for you today?" His smile was bright and, looked a little less forced than before " just black coffee please" I gave a sweet smile "your voice sounds familiar may I ask your name?" He puts a shy hand on the back of his head " stay tuned folks~" he looks at me and it hit me " oh my! Alastor from the radio! I'm a fan I love your voice it's calming hehe" the complaments made a light dust of blush in his face and nodded " I'll make sure your coffee is as bitter as I can get it as you like it that way I'll be back" I practically run to the kitchen and make his coffee as bitter as I can no sugar I walk out and give him his coffee and go on my break I sit at the stools and get out my sketch pad it was the only expensive thing I owned and i cherished it I look at Alastor and get an idea and start to draw unknowledgeable to me my staring every now and then to the man he knew something was up as our eyes met I quickly looked at my sketches and finished shading as I do, not paying attention to the world around me I sign my name on his shoulder and a shadow looms over me I close my sketch book "y/n breaks over" I nod at my boss I take a glance at Alastor to see a curious look ok his face he would be considered a handsome stud I chuckle and wave at the man as he left.
